Luyện nghe bài hát Georgie

As I walked out over bridge
One morning early,
I a fair pretty maid
Was for her Geordie.

Ah, my will be hanged in a golden chain,
'Tis not the chain of
He was born of royal breed
And to a virtuous lady.

Go bridle me my milk steed,
Go me my pony,
I will to London court
To plead for the of my Geordie.

Ah, my Geordie stole nor cow nor calf,
He never any,
sixteen of the king's royal deer,
And he sold in Bohenny.

Two pretty babies I born,
The lies in my body,
I'd freely part them every one
If you'd spare the of Geordie.

The judge looked his left shoulder,
He said maid I'm sorry
He said fair you must be gone
For I pardon Geordie.

Ah, my Geordie will be hanged in a chain,
not the chain of many,
Stole sixteen of the king's deer
And he them in Bohenny.